Food: My food truck can be upgraded indefinitely.

Chapter 12 Welcome the Zhang Family, the Owners!

"Sister Jing? I didn't ask you to look at any apartments!"

Ling Yun held his phone, his brows furrowing slightly, and answered hesitantly.

He knew the other party was a real estate agent, but he didn't contact her for a reason.

This female customer used to be a regular at Wenchong's shop, but she had a very fiery temper and could often be heard cursing at her colleagues on the phone.

Every time this happens.

She treats everyone around her very badly.

The key point is that she also loves his steak.

Every time she came, Wen Chong didn't like to go up to her and always let Ling Yun greet her personally.

Fortunately, she always comes at noon.

In addition, she always bought large quantities, so everyone tolerated it.

Lingyun deliberately avoided her store when she was looking for an agency, but she didn't expect that it would still be her who called her.

"Oh, my colleagues all know your number. As soon as they saw it was you, they gave it to me. We're all acquaintances, so don't worry, I won't cheat you."

Sister Jing was as quick-witted as ever, her voice like a machine gun, rattling off without giving anyone a chance to refuse:

"Hurry up and come out. I'm waiting for you at the roast duck shop at the intersection. Let's get this over with quickly and settle this tonight."

Ling Yun thought about it again.

Her energetic and impulsive personality can be a bit of a nuisance to shop owners, but when it comes to serving you, her efficiency is truly impressive.

He looked down and smelled the musty smell he had brought from the rented room.

I happened to be unable to stand the stench.

Change it if you can tonight.

"Okay, see you in ten minutes! You know what I want, right?"

Ling Yun gave instructions.

"I know, I know, come quickly!"

The alley where the roast duck restaurant was located was also a street intersection right next to the night market. Lingyun arrived in about five minutes.

Unexpectedly, Sister Jing arrived even faster than him.

From afar, he spotted a working woman:

Her hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head. She wore a satin white shirt on top and a black tight-fitting pencil skirt on the bottom. She was carrying a folder in her hand, and she was a working woman.

She has delicate features and a slender figure.

Unfortunately, she was a typical mute bride.

"Sister Jing," Ling Yun greeted her as she stepped forward.

"Here you are!"

Sister Jing smiled, her eyes crinkling, and glanced at Ling Yun from head to toe, chuckling as she said:

"You finally remembered to move! You must have made quite a bit of money this year!"

"I just want a change of scenery." Ling Yun quickly interrupted her, afraid that she would go on and on, her tone urgency: "Let's go take a look quickly, it will be inconvenient if we stay any longer."

"It's alright, I have the keys in my hand."

Jingjie shook the keys in her hand, turned around and walked ahead, her high heels clicking crisply on the ground.

"Let me tell you, this house is really great, and the landlord and I know each other very well. If you like it, the price is negotiable."

Ling Yun followed her a few steps into the alley, and soon they entered a quiet place.

The chaotic noise around him suddenly disappeared, and he turned around to look around, feeling quite uneasy. To his surprise, he discovered that this stretch of road was actually a quiet area in the middle of a bustling city.

He sniffed hard.

You can also smell the faint floral fragrance unique to plants.

There must be someone growing flowers here, and probably quite a lot of them.

"sure!"

Ling Yun exclaimed sincerely, his gaze lingering on the surroundings: "This area must be very comfortable to live in."

"Of course! How could my judgment be bad?"

Sister Jing pushed open the courtyard gate with practiced ease, the metal hinges creaking slightly.

Ling Yun was stunned as soon as he walked in.

The courtyard, which is over 80 square meters, has been equipped with sunrooms. Under the transparent glass roof, there are rocking chairs and more than a dozen pots of various flowers and plants, arranged at different heights, creating a lush and green space.

The fragrance I just smelled.

It was emitted by an unnamed little white flower here.

"This house is wonderful."

Jingjie opened the glass door leading to the living room, drew back the curtains, and pressed the switch. Soft light instantly illuminated the clean and spacious living room.

Apart from the lack of furniture, the space feels a bit empty.

It was exactly the kind of home Lingyun had imagined.

"This is a duplex, with a total of five bedrooms and two living rooms. It was renovated only a year ago, and it's all high-end renovation. The smell has almost dissipated, so it's the perfect time to move in. Look at your walls..."

"Excuse me for interrupting!"

Ling Yun raised his hand and gestured for a pause: "What were my demands?"

Sister Jing was taken aback, and started counting on her fingers:

"It's on the first floor, easy to access, close to the night market, the room is clean, and you can move in with just your luggage—it meets all the criteria!"

Ling Yun was so angry he almost laughed.

He raised his voice slightly: "And the last one?"

"Ah!" Sister Jing smiled weakly, her eyes slightly evasive. "The rent is around two thousand, no more than three thousand at most!"

"yes!"

Ling Yun clapped his hands: "Look at this garden, this duplex, this six or seven-meter-high atrium, don't you see anything wrong with it?"

He added helplessly:

"How much is the rent?"

"Six thousand!" Jingjie immediately felt guilty after saying that, her voice noticeably lowering. She quickly added, "You meant under three thousand, right?"

"You must be joking!"

Ling Yun turned and walked out.

"We can talk, we can talk."

Jingjie grabbed his sleeve from behind, her voice urgent:

"Let me tell you the truth."

"The landlord lives on the second floor himself. You live downstairs, and he lives upstairs. Do you think downstairs is enough for you? He's busy with work during the day and only comes back at night. You do the work at night, so you two rarely see each other..."

"Oh, you're sharing an apartment!"

Ling Yun paused.

He stopped, turned around, and looked up at the second floor. Sure enough, he saw a few miscellaneous items and a light blue suitcase.

He was somewhat tempted by it.

I set up my own stall at night, and in the morning I might just prepare some marinade or cook some pasta in the kitchen.

Those upstairs and downstairs didn't bother us.

"Then let's talk."

Ling Yun's tone softened.

He turned around and began to examine the walls and floor tiles carefully, his fingers lightly tracing the walls. He then went to the room and kitchen, feeling a little smug.

The packaging on the Simmons mattress and toilet was still intact.

It's obvious that no one has lived here before.

The decorations were also arranged very elegantly, with warm yellow wallpaper and natural wood furniture, which was much better than his doghouse.

He's never lived in such a nice house before.

It would be even better if the homeowner never even saw him.

Just pretend the second floor doesn't exist.

Ling Yun turned out of the room and his eyes met Jing Jie's.

She had just put the phone down from her ear when she said to Ling Yun:

"I've already asked, and the landlord said it's fine. The rent is 2,500, but I still have a few questions for you."

"you say!"

Ling Yun understood.

He wouldn't feel at ease if others didn't have some requirements for such a nice house.

"First, you have to be hygienic; second, you're not allowed to bring people back; and third, the other person knows you're a cook and might occasionally want to pay for a free meal."

"Points 1 and 3 are no problem. Aren't you sure about the hygiene? It's just the second one that won't do. I have a partner who helps me film VIOGs, and she'll come here to film for me..."

Lingyun told Li He's story in detail.

Jing nudged his shoulder lightly with her elbow, her smile carrying a hint of ambiguity:

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"No, they're just ordinary friends." Ling Yun quickly waved his hand, his ears slightly burning. "They're just college students who want to start a business and make money."

"Okay, you need to report back if you bring someone back, and you also need to let me know if you have a girlfriend, OK?"

Although Ling Yun felt that the conditions were a bit too restrictive and frowned slightly, he still nodded in agreement.

But she still nodded in agreement.

After all, such a nice house only costs 2500, so he got a good deal.

"Let's sign the contract then, and you can move in tonight."

Sister Jing enthusiastically pulled the contract out of the folder and handed it to him.

Ling Yun took the pen, quickly signed her name, and immediately went back to pack her luggage.

He didn't have much stuff; it was all packed into a snakeskin bag, and the largest portion of it contained several sets of white chef's uniforms.

Back in his new home, he spread out the sheets and blankets he had brought, patted the pillows, and that was it—the move was complete.

"Congratulations! Welcome home!"

Sister Jing handed over the keys, smiling broadly as she offered her congratulations, the fine lines around her eyes smoothing out.

"Alright."

Ling Yun gripped the key, the coolness of the metal emanating from his fingertips. He thought to himself that this had gone too smoothly, and felt extremely pleased.

He turned and led Sister Jing outside, casually saying, "I won't see you off."

"Hi!"

Jingjie arrived at the courtyard gate, bent down to take off her high heels, took a pair of pink slippers from the shoe rack, put them on, and straightened up:

Why would I leave?

She pointed to the second floor, her tone light and cheerful: "I'm just getting off work too..."

Seeing Ling Yun's bewildered expression, she smiled and explained:

"I am the landlord!"

She reached out and patted Ling Yun's shoulder, the force neither too light nor too heavy:

"Welcome to the hotel. Let me tell you, managing this mortgage is really tough. It's rare to find a trustworthy acquaintance like you. You've been a huge help to me."

Hey?

Ling Yun's mind went blank for a moment.

What's going on?